The strangest thing happened today. My darling and only sister graduated from college with a Bachelor’s degree in Psychology. She starts Occupational Therapy school in January.
When did we grow up? I vividly remember building Barbie houses out of VHS tapes, swimming in a horse trough together (we’re from Arkansas, what do you expect?), memorizing every word to every Spice Girls song, fighting over who got to be the pink power ranger, pulling each others hair, the first time you said “crap” (remember how I freaked on you?!), first boyfriends (for you, I've always been a single soul), choking on taco shells, you having to put my hair in a ponytail until I was 16 (I couldn’t do it y’all), and building club houses between the hay bails in the field across the street.
To celebrate this milestone, we had a family picnic/crawfish boil. Our dear aunt Mel brought family photos to dig through, Sara brought pineapple cake (amazing!), there were burgers, hot dogs, chips, cupcakes, CRAWFISH, and I brought myself—the greatest gift of all.
Our family knows how to throw down.
I am so thankful for my family! They are the coolest, greatest, loudest, loving, most embarrassing crew around and that’s just how I like’em!
Congratulations, Bitt Bitt! I’m thrilled for you. You’re going to do great things.